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Do I need an Introduction? -- Sarah Nicholson

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   How does one start these things? How have I found myself here? Is the mic on? Can you hear me? Testing – one, two! comparing a fashion show Oh, to be one of those class acts that “needs no introduction”, a household name that trips off the tongue. You know exactly what to expect, you don’t have to reserve judgement until half way through the set. Will I be like marmite – love me or hate me? Personally, I can’t stand the stuff – gosh is that the first bit of REAL information I’ve shared about me? My writing credentials? Hmmmm, let me think … nowhere near as accomplished as so many Electric Authors. I’ve had a bit of flash fiction “published” on line, I’ve written the church nativity and I’ve been blogging for over ten years. I hope that counts for something. Why should I go through to the next round you ask? Like a terrifying X Factor judge. Well, I have a “sob story”, something that will make the readers warm to me, maybe gain me some extra votes… Everyo...

That was ab-so-lutely fan-tas-tic - Simon Cheshire

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Last year, at about this time, I took the exciting Strictly Come Dancing Bowl Of Nibbles Game out from under the bed and blew the dust off its box. So now, in the interests of balance, I've had a rummage in the wardrobe, and now we can all play X-Factor Clock Golf (TM) . Hours of fun for the whole family. The rules are very simple: Play proceeds right to left, except when there's an odd number of players, when the first player to have a go missed is the last player who started. Take a card from the pile and throw the dice twice to determine the order of rounds. Popstar Cards are wild. Watch X-Factor carefully. Score 2 points each time Gary Barlow wears a V-neck pullover without a shirt. Score 5 points each time someone on your sofa says "Nicole who?" Score 5 points each time someone on your sofa says "That Tulisa's really tall, isn't she!" Score a bonus 10 points every time you look at Tulisa and can't rid yourself of an image she w...